Wearing her away

 WEARING HER AWAY

"Please... please don't put the jacket back on! I'll do anything - just please throw it away or destroy it."

Bella laughed as she waved the leather jacket that her boyfriend had recently bought her, in front of his face teasingly.

"What's the matter Bobby... not man enough to handle me when I change? Don't you like what a fucking bitch I become?"

He sobbed, shaking his head as laughing she began to slide the jacked back on. "Awwwww that's too bad because.... mmmmmmh...I... oooooooh fuck yesssss, LOVE how THIS feels."

Bobby watched helplessly as Bella began to transform. The changes were happening faster each time, and when she took off the jacket more of her evil personality remained. Soon the day would come when her new alter ego would take control forever.

He watched as bitchy blue and pink streaks appeared in her hair, cruel lips twisted into a wicked smile and sharp purple nails shot out of her fingers.

Belladonna was back to play...

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It had begun a few weeks ago when Bobby had noticed the jacket for sale in a charity shop. It was tight black leather and looked like something a bitchy biker chick would wear. He bad been immediately drawn to it without really knowing why.

Buying the jacket, he'd bought it home for Bella. She'd been unsure at first, but eventually decided to try on the jacket.

He had loved how it fitted her. As soon as she zipped it up she seemed wilder, hornier, more dominant.

They'd fucked all afternoon. Bella's pussy had felt tighter than ever. She'd ground on top of him laughing as she teased his cock and brought him to completion.

"You like that don't you you little bitch?"

He grunted in pain as she dug her fingernails into his chest and raked them down leaving scratches.

He didn't remember her nails being that sharp before... or her body so... tight.

When it came time to take off the jacket Bella had been reluctant. As soon as it was off, she looked at it thoughtfully.

"Babe... I think there's something weird about this jacket. It made me feel so... different, when I wore it."

Bobby put it out of his head. It wasn't like the jacket was magic or something.

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The next day and Bobby woke up to find the bed next to him empty and the jacket gone. Hearing strange sounds next door he went into the spare room and gasped.

Bella was lying on the bed with her legs spread open. She was wearing a pair of tight black 'fuck-me' boots and the leather jacket. Her appearance seemed even bitchier than yesterday and he noted she now appeared to have bright purple nails, super sharp and cruel.

It was hard to focus anywhere else as she grunted in pleasure and pumped a dildo in and out of her pussy.

"Oh... it's you," she sneered. "You were asleep but I wanted to try the jacket again. I think it's making me into some sort of fucking bitch. Isn't that cool?"

Bobby shook his head.

"N...no... this isn't right. You need to stop wearing it..."

Bella laughed. "Yeah right? Do you have any idea how good this feels? I want this jacket to fuck me up and make me evil. I LOVE how it feels."

As she spoke, Bella groaned and streaks of blue and pink appeared in her hair. "Fuck YES. Giving into this power gives me such a rush. Now get out of here loser. I wanna cum in peace."

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Bella peeked around the corner of the door. She wasn't wearing the jacket anymore and had returned to normal. She smiled at Bobby.

"Sorry about that babe - but I get carried away when I wear that jacket."

"But... you're back to normal now. You realise now what it's doing to you?"

"Oh I know EXACTLY what it's doing to me... and I like it."

"B...but..." stammered Bobby as Bella grinned at him.

"Buh.... buh what?" laughed Bella. "Why would I want to stay as this loser when the jacket is making me into such a hot bitch? You have no idea how addictive it feels. I'm off to bed. Get some rest - I have a special surpise for you tomorrow..."

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Bobby whimpered as he watched Bella slide off her new motorbike and strut to the door. She was wearing the jacket again and she looked even more bitchy than last time.

"Fuck yes... I love the feeling of a machine throbbing between my legs." She laughed as anothet motorbike gunned its way down the road.

"Of course - a real man is even better than a machine. Which is why I asked Jack here to join me for the afternoon."

Bobby watched incredulously as a muscled guy with tattoo's pulled up on a bike and sliding off walked over to Bella and kissed her deeply.

Grabbing his hand she winked at Bobby and led her new lover inside. "Feel free to listen to him fuck me and you can beat that pathetic meat if you like loser."

"Why are you doing this to me?" sobbed Bobby.

"Because it feels good... because I love to feel my soul become more and more evil. I'm going to wear this jacket until it's made me into the most cruel and vicious slut you can imagine."

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And so here Bobby was now watching his formerly lovely girlfriend transform back into a bitch and loving every moment.

"Mmmmmh that's SO much better. The more I wear this jacket, the better it makes me feel."

Turning to face Bobby, Bella grinned as she zipped up the jacket and felt it's wicked energy pulse through her.

"There's almost nothing left of who I used to be. I'm just a fucking evil bitch now and I love it. Now my old personality is worn away - it's time to wear you down too."

Bobby wept as his girlfriend's evil laughter filled his ears. He was doomed and no one could help him now...